It isn't much but I have to add to that tally. I have a pair of pants and a pair of tester bike style shorts to wear under dresses in summer. Not that there is any possibility of me biking but it will be nice to know that if I bend over in a dress my derriere is not flashing about for all to see.
There is some adjusting to be done on the bike shorts but you have to wear a thing to really know if it is working for you. Once that is done, then I can make a few more pairs before summer comes again. And then a couple more dresses. I would love to have a few more for summer. My skirt play of last year was great but dresses are still easier to wear and are nicer on a really hot day.
After the sewing was done for the day, I had to clean up the sewing room.
All my family is coming on Saturday for a family afternoon. We are celebrating what would have been Brian's 75 birthday. Without him, none of us would be here in this place and in this time.
I know that for some, they mark the day of someone's passing but this just feels wrong to me. I mark those most terrible of days, each day. Those days are counted in my soul and are, like breathing, just part of each day, silently adding up. I don't need to mark his last.
What is important is not that he died. It is that he lived, that we are all part of him and his being in the world. That all this joy and laughter that we have today is because he was with us for a time. Too short a time for sure, but so it goes. We will celebrate Grandpa Brian's Birthday with little boys chasing about, with noise, with laughter and with stories to share who and what he was with the kids who are now big enough to remember. They will pass his stories on.
In the way of the world and how time as we perceive it works, this day is moving, so...first up coffee and then some chores. And so it goes
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